September 29, 2025 a thought for today, Time is not tied to a post, like a horse to the manger. Danish  Proverb

The first upload for yesterday was “fountain”. There are so other fountain in the area but most are out of my daily activities. This on is in the park near my house. 

The next upload is “ a vegetable”. In 1893 the US Supreme Court ruled that
tomatoes are a vegetable. The legal decision was based on common usage to avoid a tariff dispute.

The last upload was “”fall leaves”. Again this is taken at the park near my home. 

Life today. It’s been an interesting Monday so far. Brian promised that he would be here between 8 and 8:30 this morning to put the first coat on the driveway. Eight, 9 and 10 passed. It is now 1:30, still no Brain. 

First after the typical morning glances at news headlines, emails and facebook for my digital visits I got to the bulletin. I will finish as soon as I get the rest of the information I need. Then I got to this letter. I took a break to run the robot sweeper in my bed room. Back to the computer. Next break to make a BLT for lunch and I took time to work on part of the photos for the day. 

I was counting on one day this week going to find my new furry friend, who is waiting to come to our new “forever” home together. All the spaces I think he/she will want are ready, there is even a toy waiting.  It looks like we will be waiting for a little while longer. Anyway I find my self talking to a house fly that is hanging around instead of talking 

The first upload for today is “morning”. The early morning sun’s reflection is golden on this neighbor’s home.  

The house is quiet. Sue had some errands and wanted to take the trip to visit with the twins when they get out of school. 

The sun is bright today and it is close to 85 degrees. I don’t know what constitutes an Indian Summer although I think it is a littler early for that, these are more like days waiting to end summer.   

I just got the rest of the information for the bulletin so I will take another break to finish it. It is also the week I need to take care of the hydroponic house plants.  

The next upload is “a bridge”. This is a fairly new bridge near the Ohio State University campus. 

The word today is heroic. To be really great in little things, to be truly noble and heroic in the insipid details of everyday life, is a virtue so rare as to be worthy of canonization. Harriet Beecher Stowe.  Nurture your minds with great thoughts. To believe in the heroic makes heroes. Benjamin Disraeli.  Failures to heroic minds are the stepping stones to success. Thomas Chandler Haliburton.  A hero is born among a hundred, a wise man is found among a thousand, but an accomplished one might not be found even among a hundred thousand men. Plato.  True heroism consists in being superior to the ills of life, in whatever shape they may challenge us to combat. Napoleon Bonaparte. The heroic soul does not sell its justice and its nobleness. Ralph Waldo Emerson.  To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield. Alfred Lord Tennyson.  Nurture your minds with great thoughts. To believe in the heroic makes heroes. Benjamin Disraeli.  The hero is commonly the simplest and obscurest of men. Henry David Thoreau.  Heroism feels and never reasons, and therefore is always right.  Ralph Waldo Emerson.  The legacy of heroes is the memory of a great name and the inheritance of a great example. Benjamin Disraeli.  Morning brings back the heroic ages. Henry David Thoreau.  I think of few heroic actions, which cannot be traced to the artistical impulse. He who does great deeds, does them from his innate sensitiveness to moral beauty. Walt Whitman.  It is surmounting difficulties that makes heroes.  Louis Pasteur.

The last upload for today is “my choice” . This one is from my series of “a touch of color”. These welcoming doors are found on a downtown church. 

Article: I thought this sounded interesting while adding a bit of history in a part of Ohio. The title is “This Sleepy Town Was The Site Of The Only Witch Trial In Ohio”. The article started by mentioning the witch trials in Massachusetts in 1692.  It also mentioned that other states had occurrences which also included Ohio. In 1805 in a village called Bethel Ohio there was an incident. There was a “spectacle” of screaming and rituals that led to a trail. According to the article during the trial there was a bible placed on one side of a scale and the “accused” on the other side of the scale .  So as the story goes, when Bethel began as a town there were two girls who “claimed” they “were under the influence of evil spirits”. They would scream and claim visions of “shadowy figures”. There were methods used by their family to try to “drive out” the “supposed witch”. In those days there was folklore that maintained that the “witches” were lighter in weight than they should be . So in Bethel it was a plan to have a trial that took place by setting up a set of scales. As mentioned above a bible was placed on one side and one of the girls was placed on the other. There was a speech before the trial began that said she was being tried “against all witch craftry and diabolical practices.” Of course the girl was heavier than the bible so she was proven innocent. The community felt that the two girls had used false accusations that they were “under the influence of evil spirits”. The community felt they should be punished for the deception. The girls and their family left Bethel. At that point the folks in the village “became known for the intelligence of its inhabitants”. It is said that that notion continues today. The incident in Bethel was not an “official” witch trail but it is indicative of this superstition in early America. After that makeshift trial the article says the village returned to peace. 

I have TV dinner style ravioli for dinner tonight. 

Joy                           rain chain

 September 27, 2025 a thought for today, The tree is sure to be pruned before it reaches the skies. Danish Proverb

The first upload for yesterday was “my choice” and another of my series of “faceless portrait”. This is shows a peaceful walk with a furry friend in surrounding greenery.

The next upload challenge was titled “childhood”. I have many images of children and their activities, myself included from so many years ago. I decided to use this more current symbol of “childhood’.

The last upload for yesterday was “building”. I was looking for something with at least a bit of something unique or at least not found all around. I used shapes and lines for my example. 

Life today. I got this letter started early then put some time in getting a few more things ready for bringing home a new furry family member. Hopefully we will go meet him/her this coming week. 

 I made the trip for the curbside pick up for this week. The section of the lot set aside for grocery pick up was all but full. When my guy brought my order I asked about them being so busy. He said none of them parked there were there for pick up. He said some days it is so full of people not there for pick up that they have to ask security to move them or call for a tow truck. I don’t understand how people can be so rude to other members of society. I also can’t believe how many people apparently can’t read because it is well marked with explanatory signs. This trip was a little on the lonely side since I didn’t have Sweet Pea with me for the first time. 

The first upload for today is “apples”. I didn’t have “apples”. I just had one available right away. 

When I got the groceries put up and some dishes in the sink washed I could get back to this letter and to my photos.

Autumn is finally here except for colorful leaves. I have heard that we may not have the color we normally do because of so many days of no rain. Today seems a perfect day with the temperatures and the gorgeous sun shine for a foot ball game. ‘Tis the season. 

The next upload is “relax”. This was a quick and comfortable way to get this show. Note, my smiley slippers have reached their limit and have become overly worn.  And note that I relax even near my computer. 

The word today green.  A man that studieth revenge keeps his own wounds green. Francis Bacon.  The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh. Rumi.  Green is the prime color of the world, and that from which its loveliness arises. Pedro Calderon de la Barca.  When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy, And the dimpling stream runs laughing by; When the air does laugh with our merry wit, And the green hill laughs with the noise of it. William Blake.  Grave was the man in years, in looks, in word, his locks were grey, yet was his courage green. Torquato Tasso.  The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself. William Blake.  Green calm below, blue quietness above. John Greenleaf Whittier.  O that it might remain eternally green, The beautiful time of youthful love. Friedrich Schiller.  The pigeon here is a beautiful bird, of a delicate bronze colour, tinged with pink about the neck, and the wings marked with green and purple. William John Wills.  The green reed which bends in the wind is stronger than the mighty oak which breaks in a storm. Confucius.   Lord, keep my memory green. Charles Dickens.  To love playthings well as a child, to lead an adventurous and honorable youth, and to settle when the time arrives, into a green and smiling age, is to be a good artis en life and deserve well of yourself and your neighbor. Robert Louis Stevenson.

The last upload for today is “a bird”. This one is from my archives. I can’t seem to get a good capture of birds when they are not flying away. This one was taken with someone from the  Audubon Society showing this bird to onlookers.  

Article: Here is some more about AI. This article had some words in it that I stumble on in pronunciation and knowledge. But there may be more information to add to our personal handling of the parts that AI that may enter our lives. The title to the article is “Scams and frauds: Here are the tactics criminals use on you in the age of AI and cryptocurrencies”. It started out by saying that fraud and scams have “existed as long as human greed”.  It went on to mention that changes in the areas of fraud and scams happen as new “tools” to control it come along. It went further saying that AI is no longer a “niche” because it is “cheap, accessible and effective”. It is used for advertising and various areas of support in the honest effort to use its power, however “scammers exploit the same tools to mimic reality, with disturbing precision”. People have been “tricked” in their use of money matters and other sensitive areas. Using tracking means it has been discovered that over 105,000 “fake” attacks happened in the US in 2024 leading to a cost of over $200 million “in the first quarter of 2025 alone”. Because synthetic voices can sound realistic many seniors and probably others have been duped into believing someone in their family was experiencing an emergency and needed money. Victims using digital media can be lured into clicking on links that ultimately lead to malware or “credential theft” and other areas of personal attacks. Sometimes they encourage people to allow access to their computer promoting support for made up computer problems. Once there they have access to all kinds of information you save. Some ways to protect yourself is don’t click on things you don’t recognize, don’t use “third party links” that appear to be the real thing (there can be small tell tale signs that show they are not real). Most “legitimate” businesses don’t ask for personal information or money transfers.  The article ended with this message “ scammers prey on trust, urgency and ignorance. Awareness and skepticism remain your best defense.”

Maybe stir fry for dinner. 

Joy

                                                     Fallen

 September 25, 2025 a thought for today, To withhold truth is to bury gold. Danish Proverb

My first upload for yesterday is “pillow”. I am a “pillow person” when it comes to bed pillows. Most of my “bed pillows” have lost here fluffiness from all the squeezing they get. I picked this decorative one that belongs to Sue. 

The next upload was “craving” . I think this shows how much I “crave” chocolate, especially dark chocolate. 

The last upload for yesterday was “my choice”. It is another of my “faceless portraits”.

Life today. It’s been a nice Thursday. I am still missing my “shadow”. As I move through the day, I come to the typical moments that were devoted to Sweet Pea, outdoors, fresh water bowl, treat time, and a few minutes several times a day for running my hands over her fur and a quick hug here and there. It takes a moment to get past that and back to the forming my  “new normal”. 

I got to church for the double print jobs for this week. The computer was slow to come up again. I was just a bit concerned that I would run into the same problem we had computer-wise yesterday during pantry. Finally things did kick in. From there the rest went smoothly with both projects. I talked to Dorothy to confirm that she would be able to help tie things up tomorrow. 

The first upload for today is “a plant”. I have used this plant in other challenges but the blooms are new every day. This moss rose plant has been one of the most productive this season. Every day I look at it I think of my father-in-law and how this was his favorite flower. 

I dropped off the mail and took some photo shots on the way home. Brian was here when I got home. He mowed the lawn today and promised to be here to finish the first stage of preparing the driveway for sealing. 

I took time to start the laundry and hope to do a little downsizing/autumn cleaning a bit later this afternoon. 

We are still having the beginning signs of autumn I think we will be enjoying them for the next few weeks. It’s another gorgeous and mostly comfortable season in our part of the country. 

The next upload for today is “peace in nature”. In my opinion what could be more peaceful that the closest view we can have of the havens and those gorgeous white fluffy clouds as a curtain. 

The word today is grass.  That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind. William Wordsworth.  I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars. Walt Whitman.  There is not a sprig of grass that shoots uninteresting to me. Thomas Jefferson.  If we had a keen vision of all that is ordinary in human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow or the squirrel's heart beat, and we should die of that roar which is the other side of silence. George Eliot.  A trail through the mountains, if used, becomes a path in a short time, but, if unused, becomes blocked by grass in an equally short time. Mencius.  The gay bunting erects his white crest, and gives utterance to the joy he feels in the presence of his brooding mate; the willow grouse on the rock crows his challenge aloud; each floweret, chilled by the night air, expands its pure petals; the gentle breeze shakes from the blades of grass the heavy dewdrops. John James Audubon.  Speak the truth, and all things alive or brute are vouchers, and the very roots of the grass underground there, do seem to stir and move to bear you witness. Ralph Waldo Emerson.  In creating, the only hard thing is to begin: a grass blade's no easier to make than an oak. James Russell Lowell.  To us also, through every star, through every blade of grass, is not God made visible if we will open our minds and our eyes. Thomas Carlyle.  There is not one blade of grass, there is no color in this world that is not intended to make men rejoice. John Calvin.  What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the winter time. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the Sunset. Crowfoot.  A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he. Walt Whitman.

The last upload for today is another of “my choice” and yet another from my series of “faceless  portraits”.  I like “faceless portraits” more in the form of someone not facing the camera than “headless” but this seems to be the ones I see most. They do offer at least body language and location-type shot ultimately telling some sort of story.

Article: It seems like there are a lot of talk and articles out there about global warming and AI along with whatever new thing comes to mind. I am thinking it is best to learn about all of it as it comes to light. Then decide for ourselves not only what is good and what is bad about each but how each will ultimately affect our lives. This article is a little different from some I have read on global warming. This one seems more about how the temperature fluctuations affect bodies of water as much and more than they do the air. That happening of course affects people as much as aquatic life. The article related that when we think of rivers and other bodies of water we think of them as “cool refuges”. Scenists are showing that water temperatures are becoming warmer with more intensity and are more long lasting “than they were 40 years ago”. It is twice as fast as heat waves in the atmosphere. What is happening on the waters warming is quality, the energy we expect from water, and its effect on agriculture. Some of the warming of water and the related results apparently has been pretty much unnotched for a while. According to this article AI is helping to “create the full picture” of how certain controls are working to show more consistently what is happening in the fluctuations. Further in the article it began to mention that the people doing this study wanted to “find out whether these trends were mainly driven by climate change or by local infrastructure and other activity, such as dams and agriculture”. They found that the environmental factors were “consistently the strongest factors behind river warming”. Other things that “played a role” were melting snow and large dams that can also contribute. Also one less strong thing that contributes is irrigation of crops that can actually “cool rivers” by “altering local climate and hydrology”. These “minor” contributors to the water warming “are secondary compared to the overarching force of climate change”. The article ended by sharing that better understanding will require more studies and data sharing “across agencies and countries”. 

Butter and Parmesan Spaghetti pasta for dinner. 

Joy

                            shape, textures, shadows, mystery

 September 23, 2025 a thought for today, Wisdom is the least burdensome traveling pack. Danish Proverb

In my need and use of photography mood and emotion are a part of it. So some days my images will not be as “good” as others. Please be patient with me today and know that my pain in a loss is coming out and I am healing, it may very well show in the photos in particular and in some written passages.

My photos from yesterday are from my archives. This one is a photo I took of one of my sister’s painting. It is for the challenge assignment of “a painting”.

The next upload called for “leaves”. I was thinking single leaf and found this one I had saved from a while back. 

The next upload is “my choice”. It is one of my series of “faceless portraits” and another from the archives. 

Life today: I lost my very best friend yesterday. It was time for Sweet Pea to take the adventure over the rainbow. It was hard to let go. But she needed and deserved peace. I am lost without her and oh so lonely. 

It looks like we are going to have another slow week at food pantry. We never know how to estimate how many families we think we will have on any given day. It wasn’t a bad day we had a fair number just not as we have most days. We do have some very packed days too. This seems to be just a sort of mild slump.

My first upload for today is “autumn”. It is a little early here to have many trees with changing leaves. This one was just beginning to show color today and had dropped a few leaves.

I got the newsletter done down to one page. The bulletin has been proofed and updated. I’ll finish the envelopes, labels and the last page in he morning before I get ready for another day of pantry.  Before dinner I will finish this letter and the process the photos that I took on my way home. 

We had a pretty good rain fall yesterday afternoon so things cooled down a good it but they seem to be getting a little warmer too. Signs of a season beginning to change. 

The next is another of the “my choice”, another of my series of “faceless portrait’ and another from my archives. 

 The word today is gone.  Lost - yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered, for they are gone forever. Horace Mann.  The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone. George Eliot.  It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I've gone and come back, I'll find it at home. Rumi.  Since God had commanded it, it was necessary that I do it. Since God commanded it, even if I had a hundred fathers and mothers, even if I had been a King's daughter, I would have gone nevertheless. Joan of Arc.  I have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind. Emily Bronte.  God is at home, it's we who have gone out for a walk. Meister Eckhart.  What is man without the beasts? For if all the beast were gone, man would die of a great loneliness of the spirit. Chief Seattle.  To reach something good it is very useful to have gone astray, and thus acquire experience. Saint Teresa of Avila.  I have had playmates, I have had companions; In my days of childhood, in my joyful school days - All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. Charles Lamb.  Not lost, but gone before. Matthew Henry.  Is there some principal of nature which states that we never know the quality of what we have until it is gone? Herman Melville.  

The last upload is “a doormat”. Well, I shot this one today. I needed “a doormat” pretty quick and this was the only one that was handy. It’s kind of messy and dirty and well used. 

Article: I was better in English and Literature than anything like Physics and most other sciences so this article looked like there are things I might learn or re-learn that I may have missed before. This is an article that I have read that is an answer to a child’s question. It was written by a professor of Physics.  In the beginning of the article it is mentioned that earth moves in “two major ways”.  As it “spins like a top” it moves from the North Pole to the South Pole in 24 hours.  As it moves in that direction it is also moving around the sun. That trip takes a year.  It moves at 67,000 miles per hour. So this brings up the question of why don’t we feel these motions. In most kinds of things we experience involving any kind of motion there are feelings of start and stop and fast and slow. In earth’s motion it is so smooth that there are no noticeable starts and stops or noticeable changes in speed. Every thing on earth is moving at the same speed, like in a hug of sorts. We don’t notice any movement since nothing else around us is moving there are no “landmarks” that we would be passing to indicate that just we ourselves are moving. Now the question comes up how do we know the earth is moving. The changes in the sky, day time and a night time. Another proof of the slow movement we are on is the change in seasons. The article ended by saying “everything is in motion, from planets and stars to galaxies themselves.”

I think I am having creamed chicken on biscuit for dinner. 

Joy

             I use to play this instrument (took lessons at OSU)

 September 21, 2025 a thought for today, Better suffer for truth than prosper by falsehood. Danish Proverb

The first upload for yesterday was “lighthouse or piers”. Well, I am a city girl and I am not sure there are any true light houses in my town. I am using this as a substitute, my solar light wind chime. 

The next upload waw “a bottle”. I feel this water bottle is on the unique side in its design and color. It’s one of the waters that we have at food pantry. 

The third upload is “abstract (not AI)”. This one of my images of holly hocks taken several years ago. Then I used a filter to create the curves and folds. 

Yesterday was another day of the month I had a fourth upload for the
day. This on was “apples”. I had just picked some up from the store. 

Life today. Yesterday was a busy time here. Lowell was here working on the driveway. Tami and Andy came by to help me with Sweet Pea. She has been showing much more signs of pain in the last two days but I haven’t been able to successfully get her to take her pain meds. So they came to help me with that. They were able to get some medicine down here with a lot of struggle on her part. Then toward evening Natalie came to help with giving her a second dose. This morning I was finally successful giving her today’s first dose.

The first upload for today is “country road”. Again, I am a city girl so I don’t see to many country roads. This is about as close as I can get. This is one of the paths in the local park near my house. 

Today church once again was very light in attendance but the message was superb. I didn’t think Mike could get any better with his message and deportment in presenting it, but he did. He also added something to our “prayers of the people” very important to me as a life long member of this community and neighborhood. He thanked God as he called the Hilltop a beacon (of hope). Normally and often it is described as  “a place full of (disgrace and) problems”. His message gave me not only pause for thought but the urge to do some research when I got home. The message title was “this is a test” in other words our life and its happenings are a test as with Adam and Eve, Job and other biblical humans as well as the temptations of Jesus Himself. 

I made my usual stops on the way home, McDonalds and the park for photos. The rest of the day will be the usual kind for me on a Sunday....rest, restore and refresh. 

The next upload for today is “dirty”. This is a spot when some things have been placed for a hazardous waist pick up. It has taken a while to arrange for a pick up. 

The word today is gold.  Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs will become wine, through Love all pain will turn to medicine. Rumi.  Happiness resides not in possessions, and not in gold, happiness dwells in the soul. Democritus.  For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver. Martin Luther.  Love is the only gold. Alfred Lord Tennyson. Wealth stays with us a little moment if at all: only our characters are steadfast, not our gold. Euripides. A mask of gold hides all deformities. Thomas Dekker.  Although men are accused of not knowing their own weakness, yet perhaps few know their own strength. It is in men as in soils, where sometimes there is a vein of gold which the owner knows not of. Jonathan Swift. 

The last upload for today is “a bag of groceries”. There’s not much more to say about this particular image, it is self explained. 

Article: I don’t think I would like to eat grasshoppers but it never hurts to learn about things outside our own experiences. I thought I would take a look at this article and share it. The article starts by saying that eating grasshopper was a tradition for thousands of years. It went further by saying that “Billions of people regularly eat insects”. As a matter of fact something called chapulines, toasted grasshoppers, are a “seasonal treat” in Mexico in late May through September.  One of the points in history is that women have learned from their mothers how to capture and prepare grasshoppers. They use nets or “mesh bags” to capture them. They are found in alfalfa and maize fields. The best time to search for them is early morning when it is cool. One of the ladies in the article have been using this process for 23 years and explained how to prepare and season the grasshoppers. The article explained that grasshoppers are “easily digestible, high in protein and an excellent source of vitamins and minerals”. As European settlers came to Mexico food habits came with them and at the time it didn’t include grasshoppers at the time. The food habits that came with the settlers were not “readily adopted by locals”. Eventually they did adopt some of the other food habits. But when there were floods and famine they fell bak to the edible insects. The article mentioned that during COVID when food shopping was harder the sell and eating of grasshoppers and other insects grew.  The diet is not in high demand but tourists may like to taste them and “experience the past”.  But this does not “support the market”.  Few of the persons who capture and cook the grasshoppers have “achieved financial security”. The article ended by saying “it was 3,000 years ago, chapulines are “what’s for dinner.”

It looks like I will have chicken pot pie for dinner. 

Joy

                                      Solid

 September 19, 2025 a thought for the day, No one gets into trouble without his own help. Danish Proverb

The first upload for yesterday was “a mirror”.  This is one of the many mirror that can be found at our church.

The next upload is “unexpected”. I often find the carts that have been left in
parking lots. 

The last upload for yesterday was one of the “my choice” and one of my series of “partials”. 

Life today. This is a good day and Friday to boot. The first thing of the day, after checking all of my digital  news and messages, I opened three projects at a time to start the day. I opened a special project I am initiating, I opened this letter, and I opened the church newsletter. I surprisingly got a bit done on each of them. I made progress while I was comfortable in moving from one focus to another. There are no immediate deadlines. I got one of the projects completely done.  The other will be done shortly. I may still have some time to work on the newsletter. It isn’t due for over a week but next week is a busy week with little time to format six sheets of the newsletter so whatever I can get done will be welcome. 

In all of that I took a break to make Sweet Peas dinners for the next ten days and wash some dishes that we used since I ran the dish washer yesterday. 

The first upload for today is “a street sign”. This image is from my archives. It was taken town down on one of the nights that I was leaving some classes at the community college.

Brian finally after four days of finding excuses, actually not responding each day, came to start getting the driveway ready for resurfacing. I moved the car so it was clear for him. I knew I would have to leave it on the street for two or more days. Well, he got about a third of the weeds cleared, no calking yet, stopped to go get his lunch, came here and ate it then decided he was done for the day. I will move the car back into the driveway shortly. He came in several times asking me to come see what was done so far. I don’t think professionals would do that every fifteen minutes. At one point he said since he works on his own he can work any time he wants. I think I have complained enough for today. 

I have to put in my order this afternoon for grocery pick up tomorrow.  Next, do the photo uploads and cataloging. Then I think I can start slowing down. 

The next upload is “transportation”. I was thinking out of the box when I decided to use this image of my son’s boots. They were the simplest forms of transportation.

The word today is go.   Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go. Oscar Wilde.  Men go abroad to wonder at the heights of mountains, at the huge waves of the sea, at the long courses of the rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motions of the stars, and they pass by themselves without wondering. Saint Augustine.  Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after. Henry David Thoreau.  The bravest are surely those who have the clearest vision of what is before them, glory and danger alike, and yet notwithstanding, go out to meet it. Thucydides.  There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again. Rumi.  No man's knowledge here can go beyond his experience. John Locke.  Take time to deliberate, but when the time for action has arrived, stop thinking and go in. Napoleon Bonaparte.  Never go to excess, but let moderation be your guide. Marcus Tullius Cicero.  Quiet minds cannot be perplexed or frightened but go on in fortune or misfortune at their own private pace, like a clock during a thunderstorm. Robert Louis Stevenson.  Go as far as you can see; when you get there you'll be able to see farther. Thomas Carlyle.  Look not mournfully into the past, it comes not back again. Wisely improve the present, it is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. 

The last challenge upload for today is “my choice” and is another of my series of “partials”. It is one of the large commercial fans we use at church. 

Article: The articles that I pick many times are of scientific and artistic subject matter. Many of the stories on this sight are based on questions from children and answered by scientist and professors of all degrees. This article was written in response to a child’s question. “why do we dream?” At the start of the article the author wrote that “dreams are difficult to study scientifically”. First of all many people don’t remember their dreams. I learned that in some “ancient cultures” like Egyptians, Greeks and Romans dreams were thought to be messages of the gods. In all of the years of studying dreams it seems there a “disagreement” in how to study and determine their meanings. Sigmund Freud is a well known psychologist who talked about dreams and their meanings. His particular interpretation is dreams are brought on by wishes. He worked on helping people decide what they could have meant. He also felt they helped people stay asleep. In the 1970s scientists began questioning Freud’s ideas. Some said dreams “don’t do anything important” and are part of chemical processes.  Other scientists believe dreams are based on something that happened to you recently. Some believe that dreams may have a “significant” effect on us when we wake up. Many also believe that dreams may help us “process” things or give us ideas to use in our lives. One thing brought up in the article is that past dreams may help us survive threats. The article related at the end of the story that that’s what make scientists lives “exciting.....learning new things”.

It’s my DoorDash/GrubHub night for dinner, my choose something here in the frig. 

Joy 

 September 17, 2025 a thought for today, As the virtue in the tree, such is the fruit. Danish Proverb

The first upload for yesterday was “sunglasses”. This is my sister. She agreed to pose with the sunglasses for me yesterday. She is a willing and great model.

The next upload is “bathtub”. I felt this was a unique assignment challenge. I could see shooting for an advertisement for some sort of bathroom supplies but for artistic qualities a bit of a difficult challenge. 

The last upload for yesterday was “my choice”. This is one from my series of “partials”. 

Life today. When one thing goes awry sometimes it seems there are others waiting in the wings to follow suit. Sweet Pea couldn’t wait last night so there was a bit of a mess to clean up to start the day. Next, we have been expecting Brian to help us by getting a start on coating the driveway. He agreed to start Monday...no show....Tuesday no show....today Wednesday no show. All supplies are waiting by the deck. Next the power plug on the printer fell in back of and below the desk. I was on the floor and under the desk looking for it. I found it. Next the wifi got disconnected, I re-booted the box. It came back on. Next the printer did not recognize the wifi. So I had to re-set the wifi in the printer setup. Lastly, when I tried to print birthday cards the printer ink was runny. That one I can’t fix so easily. I think that’s it, but then the day is not over yet.

The first photo in today’s life is “memory”. This is a symbol of a memory of my own childhood as well as the memory of my children and grand children. 

Today was the second day of this weeks food pantry. Yesterday we had about a third of the normal. Today we has even less. Next week will probably bring many more. This months dates for the pantry were earlier than most. That’s probably the reason for the lower number.

The weather has been very dry for the last week or so. The grass is turning yellow and my small gardens are drying quickly. So before I stop for the day I have to do some watering.

The next upload today is “a fruit”. One of my friends was having her snack for the day and allowed me to take a photo of it for this photo assignment.

The word for today is glare.  Don't throw stones at your neighbors if your own windows are glass. Benjamin Franklin.  Fortune is like glass - the brighter the glitter, the more easily broken. Publilius Syrus.  Sorrow can be alleviated by good sleep, a bath and a glass of wine. Thomas Aquinas.  The world is a looking glass and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face. William Makepeace Thackeray.  Satire is a sort of glass, wherein beholders do generally discover everybody's face but their own. Jonathan Swift.  Nature is the glass reflecting God, as by the sea reflected is the sun, too glorious to be gazed on in his sphere. Brigham Young.  I saw a boy of the crew purchasing javelins of them with bits of platters and broken glass. Christopher Columbus.  Words, like glass, obscure when they do not aid vision. Joseph Joubert.  Calamity is the perfect glass wherein we truly see and know ourselves. William Davenant. 

This last photo upload for today is “my choice” and another of my “partials” series. It is one of the heavy duty fans we use at the church through the summer months.

Article: There are a lot of places to see and history to sample in our area of the world. Here is another one close by. The title to this article is: “This Underground Railroad Home In Westerville Is A Must-Visit For History Buffs”. This article opened by mentioning “Up on the Housetop” and out “Darling Nelly Gray”. The person who coined these phrases has a family home in Westerville called the Hanby House. Found on a visit to this house along with the history is music and notions of a “serious commitment to fighting injustice”. This house was built in 1846. The house was named after the family. Mr. Hanby was an abolitionist. He was a alum of Otterbein University and a minister. He turned his home, this home, into a stop for the Underground Railroad. He also wrote songs, one being mentioned above, “Darling Nelly Gray”. The house is now a “functioning museum”. As you go into the house you may feel a bit of the life of middle class in the 1850s. Some of the things that have been kept “highlight their abolitionist work”. Tours can be arranged to see this historic house.

Creamed beef on toast for dinner. 

Joy

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